At this moment, Yu Wenshu no longer looked as energetic as before. He looked like a dying old man, sighing:
"Your Majesty, I am old and want to..."
Before Yuwen finished speaking, Yang Guang frowned, called up the system interface, looked at Song Emperor Zhao Bing's plea for help, tapped lightly, and asked:
"Song Emperor Zhao Bing? Are you so young? How many people are there in the so-called Yuan army?"
Yang Guang has only read the history books of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and he only knows about the Ming Dynasty after the Tang Dynasty.
Moreover, from the sound of his voice, Emperor Song seemed to be only seven or eight years old. If he could become emperor at such a young age, he would most likely be the king of subjugation.
The Xiangyuan plane of the Song Dynasty.
I saw small boats filled with thatch and grease, setting fire to the wind and rushing towards the Song ship in front of them.
Grand Tutor Zhang Shijie remained calm in the face of danger, waved his hand and said coldly:
"Tell all the ships not to pay attention to these fire ships. Once you find traces of the Yuan army, shoot arrows immediately!"
The guards beside him raised their flags and gave orders to each ship.
When those fire ships collided with the Song ship, they sank one after another like moths to a flame, but the Song ship wrapped in mud was unscathed.
Seeing this scene, all the Song boats suddenly burst into cheers.
far away.
Seeing that his fire ship tactics failed in the first battle, Zhang Hongfan tightened his grip on the weapon at his waist and roared:
"superior!"
"Keep using fire boats! I don't believe it. These Song people's boats are all made of iron. They can't be burned no matter how hard they are burned?"
As soon as the words fell, the Yuan army on the side immediately sent out dozens more small boats.
…
On the other side, listening to the cheers of the Song army, Song Emperor Zhao Bing, who was standing on the dragon boat, was not too happy. He lightly clicked on the system interface and said:
"There are more than 20,000 Yuan troops."
Sui Dynasty plane.
Yang Guang was stunned for a moment, rubbed his ears, and after making sure he heard correctly, he asked in a strange tone:
"How many people do you have?"
A few seconds later, Yang Guang clicked on the message sent by Song Emperor Zhao Bing, and heard a childish voice:
"Prime Minister Zuo said that we still have 200,000 troops and more than a thousand warships."
For a moment, Yang Guang's expression became very strange, and he said with a smile:
"Xu Guogong, do you think it's funny?"
"With an army of 200,000 people fighting against 20,000 people, the advantage lies with Emperor Song. Even if they swarm up, they can kill those 20,000 people with their lives."
"Could it be that Young Emperor Song is the same as me?"
In the chat group.
Group leader: Zhao Bing, we will help you. You should give Zhang Shijie an order now, telling him not to act rashly and to focus on defense.
Group leader: In two days, we will lead an army of 200,000 to your world. Remember to agree to our request for time travel.
When Yang Guang saw this mysterious leader leading an army to the world where Song Emperor Zhao Bing lived, he murmured to himself:
"Everything in the world is turbulent and turbulent, all for the benefit of others."
"Before, we sent 100,000 troops to help Zhu Youjian, and now we are sending 200,000 troops. There is only one possibility, and it will be beneficial!"
"In that case, I will join in the fun."
After that, Yang Guang tapped the system interface and said:
"Young Emperor Song, I will also bring an army of 20,000 to help you. When the time comes, remember to agree to my application for time travel."
The Zhenguan plane of the Tang Dynasty.
Manna Hall.
Li Shimin saw that the group leader and Emperor Yang Guang of Sui Dynasty were vying to help Song Emperor, so he was just about to join in the fun.
Thinking of the Turkic cavalry that was about to approach the city, I had no choice but to give up the idea of joining in the fun, and said to myself with a livid face:
"Jieli Khan!"
"I will destroy one hundred thousand Turkic cavalry!"
…
The Xiangyuan plane of the Song Dynasty.
Zhao Bing saw that the group leader and Emperor Yang Guang of Sui Dynasty both said that they would come to help the Song Dynasty, so he quickly agreed, walked quickly not far away, and said cheerfully:
"Prime Minister, the Song Dynasty can be saved."
Lu Xiufu, who was originally staring closely at the battlefield, heard the voice of Song Emperor Zhao Bing. He was stunned for a moment, turned his head, and said with a hint of disappointment on his face:
"Your Majesty, Taifu just repelled a temptation by the Yuan army, not..."
Suddenly, Lu Xiufu remembered that His Majesty was only eight years old this year. He sighed secretly, said nothing more, and continued to stare at the battlefield in the distance.
Although the Yuan army on the opposite side only has 20,000 people, and they have an army of 200,000 people, you will mistakenly think that this battle will be won.
This 200,000-strong army is the last army of the Song Dynasty. Once they are defeated, what awaits them is another humiliation of Jingkang!
Thinking of this, Lu Xiufu clenched his teeth and showed determination.
When Zhao Bing saw this, the smile on his face gradually disappeared. He did not blame Prime Minister Lu Xiufu for being disrespectful. He walked to his side and stared at the battlefield in the distance.
…
Sui Dynasty plane.
Yang Guang sat on the dragon chair, touched his chin and pondered for a long time, and said softly:
"Xu Guogong, I will go on an expedition with my chariot tomorrow. You can mobilize 20,000 Yulin troops to accompany me on the expedition."
"You must not let out the fact that I met an immortal and led 20,000 Yulin troops to search for heavenly materials and earthly treasures in the fairyland~"
At the end of the speech, Yang Guang's face was filled with a playful smile.
Yuwenshu smiled bitterly and said:
"I... obey your order."
Afterwards, Yu Wenshu walked slowly out of the hall, left the palace, and got into the carriage with the help of his guards.
He glanced at the palace and sighed:
"It seems that I underestimated His Majesty's ambition after all."
After the former emperor ascended the throne, according to the usual practice, his eldest son Yang Yong was made the crown prince, and his second son Yang Guang was made the king of Jin.
The prince Yang Yong is good at writing poems and poems, and he is arbitrary and capricious, while Yang Guang is modest and polite, and has extraordinary military strategies.
Even he was more optimistic about Yang Guang, so he took refuge in Yang Guang and made suggestions for him to seize the crown prince's position.
Unexpectedly, he had made a mistake. Yang Guang was not a wise king, but a talented and strategic emperor!
…
Inside the palace.
Yang Guang thought carefully, and after making sure there were no omissions, he walked out of the hall and accidentally saw his favorite Guanfengxing Hall.
He immediately decided to take his Guanfeng Xingdian with him when he went out to fight tomorrow.
When the three emperors met, he naturally couldn't lose the face of Sui Dynasty.
…
The Hongwu plane of the Ming Dynasty.
Wenhua Hall.
After Zhu Biao finished reviewing the last memorial of the day, he raised his head and saw that it was already evening. He stood up, walked to the sleeping Zhu Di, and said:
"Fourth, wake up quickly."
Zhu Di opened his eyes drowsily, yawned, and said helplessly:
"Brother, what do you want to tell me?"
"You've been there all afternoon reviewing the memorials, and you didn't let me leave."
"If you can't bear to leave me, you can come to visit me often in the future."
Zhu Biao looked at the depressed Zhu Di with some humor and said:
"Fourth child, I am here to protect you."
"If my mother hadn't stopped me, I'm afraid you would have had to be carried out of the palace today."
When Zhu Di heard this, he froze, and then said nonchalantly:
"Brother, please stop teasing me."
"I heard it all from Miao Yun. I have never heard of any dynasty being so unlucky."
"There are so many natural disasters, as well as rioters and foreign invasions. I thought you had already been beaten by my father, and I still wanted to help you plead for mercy."
